At that moment, Dole waved a hand. The Light God King suddenly seemed to have all his strength drained away. With a miserable scream, the light radiating from his canine body abruptly went out. A massive divine spark was stripped from him, and several more divine sparks flew out along with it.
The instant those divine sparks emerged, all of the Light God King's power collapsed and vanished into nothing. The force that had nearly blanketed the entire Divine Realm rumbled as it withdrew completely, then disappeared without a trace.
The Light God King became an ordinary law-level Wizard, standing in the sky and staring at Dole in terror.
Everyone was stunned. They looked at Dole in disbelief. The story he had told was real.
Dole glanced at the Light God King, and the Light God King suddenly exploded with a boom.
The other three God Kings were dumbfounded.
They hurriedly withdrew their powers and stood before Dole like schoolchildren.
With a single glance, he had killed a God King. How terrifying was that? His story was real. He was that giant who had created the world.
Dole reached out, gathering the Light God King's various divine sparks into his hand. He looked at the Dark God King and said indifferently, "Other than the Dark divine spark, hand over all the rest."
The Dark God King's expression turned exceedingly ugly. Over all these years, when had he ever suffered such humiliation? He immediately let out a roar, and boundless divine power began to surge within him.
Yet Dole's face remained calm. Thinking of how the Light God King, who had opposed him for countless years, had died in an instant, the Dark God King felt as though cold water had been poured over his heart.
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